Jennie Kim was a serious and quite elegant woman.Jennie was a cardiologist and you were a surgeon and you met because when you were young you went to college together and work at the same hospital.Jennie and you had been married for six years.Jennie and you had a seven-year-old son named Suho. Suho was a cute little boy with kitten eyes and chubby cheeks like Jennie's mandus and curly hair like yours.Suho was a good kid, but he was often messy.You were a softie for the little boy, so Jennie always took the lead in scolding the little boy when he did something wrong, it was as if Jennie was the tough cop and you were the good one.

—Come on, son. Tell mommy what happened right away, we both know you're not like that. –Jennie said seriously but in a sweet tone because she didn't like yelling at the little one.Jennie, you and the little boy were sitting at the dinner table after receiving a call from Suho's school because he was suspended due to a fight with another classmate.

—Suho:—But I didn't do anything, mommy.–He said with a tearful pout, trying to sound innocent and Jennie snorted and gave you a light elbow in the ribs followed by a death glare for you to talk to the boy to find out what happened.

—No lies here, Kim Suho.–Jennie said sternly and saying the boy's full name and the little boy sighed and Jennie again gave you a death glare.